Lonely

Beaten by all your lies,
Feeling lonely, dead and lost indeed,
What you were doing were undenied,
The mess you made you scream and bleed beneathe,
Always in though of the negative breathe,
Picking you up from the ground;
Yet the flame inside your soul made you beat back,
Deput and destroyed up into the air I see the defeated sky,
Falling from the darkness into the water of angel's paradise;
Inpulse of ashes of the world in your lunges,
Stand up get your status back it's time to explore,
Through this world; arrogance to the final breath,
Emotion binding of a blind man with all violence forcing,
So pure that you are all corrupting to beg on your knees,
Illiteracy for those who cannot see that view,
Bleeding through ice bucks, subsidence in your fantasy,
Now I see your life in all negativity, Im sorry to be lonely.

A very strange, and yet very powerful poem.
It strongly emphasizes how it feels to have no hope or care or company.
Very well done!

And, if you ever need company, you'll always us.

It's not actually based on lonely.
It's a feeling of freedom; it can be lonely it can be empty - but it's also powerful.